Bloodline Sibling Rivalry Novels & Stories

The match soon started with a blow of whistle and Julianne could see the boys struggle to get the ball as they made a formation. From the Red team, Julianne sighted Cassian and she could see him tackling his opponent as he made his way to score a goal. He had almost scored, but there was a foul play from one of the opponents who stood in front of him. Julianne saw it clearly, almost too fast. She would have accepted that Cassian deserved it, because in the first place, he shouldn’t be in the team, playing, knowing what kind of person he is and that he would be stronger than the rest. But from the blue team, she saw Jordan and similar faces of the students who she saw with him the other day.

In a single birth she brought forth five lines of blood: the blood of the high gods, the blood of dragons, the blood of the elves, and the weakest yet rarest of all, the twin starblood that ran in Orson and me. On the day we were born, the star sea collapsed, and a rift in the universe tore open the ancestral court of the gods. All five bloodlines in our mother's womb were nearly swallowed together. If no one made a sacrifice, our three older siblings would all die. So Orson and I gave up the divine power in our blood, and poured it into their fates. They lived. They became the three strongest elders the gods had ever known. And Orson and I became two ruined bloods.

“Exiled into human society, where her children were born without the ability to shift, without the ability to be identified. But not without the bloodline.” “He put two ends of the same bloodline together,” I said, and heard my own voice from somewhere far away, the pieces assembling in my chest into something enormous and devastatingly logical all at once. “Your predecessor took the bloodline the Accord tried to erase three generations ago and engineered its return by making sure the two surviving branches found each other.”

"I swear by our shared blood, brother—my King James—that I am yours eternally. I let you impregnate me when I was barely more than a girl myself, hiding my swelling belly from the world. I raised Raven as your perfect heir and secret plaything, teaching her to crave her father's touch while pretending to be a normal mother. She is both our daughter and my rival for your cock. I love you more than life... more than her." "Mom..." Raven moaned, grinding harder, leaving a wet trail on my thigh. I whispered mindfuckery into their ears, leaning down close. "Look at you two. Bound by the same blood I pumped into your mother’s womb. Raven, you are the living proof of our sin, my seed made you, and

She even went as far as blaming her own daughter for seducing the thug she calls a husband. I hate Mark and who he turned out to become, I hate that he’s my father or that I have to refer to him as such. I was thirteen when my dad had brought in Alexa and her mom to the house one evening, he introduced them as our new family. While Camellia was his wife, Alexa would be my new sister. I had no intentions of creating any new bound with anyone as family, but Alexa was the sweetest child anyone would ask of. She was smart and very beautiful with blonde curly hairs.

Alpha Collen mumbled in excitement. "But there is a little problem." The beta said. "What problem?" "The seer (witch) of the pack mentioned that the child in your mate womb is carrying the last bloodline of your great grandparents." He added. "That is not a problem, my child is special then, you know I heard from my parents that my great grandfather was a big red and black werewolf, I wonder what colour my child will be, even if my child doesn't inherit I or my mate's colour of the wolf, I know my child will have those wolf yellowish eyes just like every one of us here in our pack."

In another document, it stated that Lili ended up being mated to the Beta, who was Isla’s ancestor. Taking the documents that my brothers had on Isla’s previous selves, I discovered that they had all been born from the same bloodline and each one had a younger sister, which means that every time she died, a sibling had carried on the bloodline. Maybe this is her last life because she doesn’t have any siblings. “Did you find something?” I shook my head. “I don’t think it will help us, but has Isla ever mentioned a sister?” They shook their heads no, “why?” Thane asked..

And beside those two were their brothers. All five of their faces were filled with seriousness and confidence. They were looking as if they were going to a war. Though the race wasn't anything less than a war. It was actually a war where one won't hesitate to put a bullet in another's heart to win. It was worse than a war. Because it's happening within a family. Those who are going to consider themselves each others' enemy in less than two minutes are blood related. They are cousins. They are siblings. Yet they are going to do everything to push each other down and stomp over each other for this war. They are going to break all the boundaries to stand above others.

Carillo, the eldest son of the pureblood, has the highest authority in this household, which makes Licon wonder, where is the duke? “She is mine and not a halfblood like you will possess my sister!” Indeed, even if he is just a helpless child abused by his siblings, there is still a spark of jealousy with him, he always thought that he would snatch away that cruel sister. As a torture to Licon, the elder siblings would often mate in front of the young child and will spill those mouth watering blood of a pureblood. “Hngggh… eyes… Drink more!” His elder brother, indulging with the pleasure pulled his sister closer and started to bury his fangs as well. Their bodies tangled and like animals in

“I heard a man with the same color as her called her by her name—Allison. They were siblings, destined by fate to save or break the Outworld as you know it. They hold the key to your kind’s salvation or destruction.” “The man… are you talking about Sullivan?” Quinn’s voice was low, barely a whisper. “Yes, Sullivan and Allison Drignis. The siblings from the last bloodline of dragonbloods,” Brielle confirmed. “Shit, I was right,” River muttered but he didn’t look happy. Instead, he looked more disturbed than ever.